As the three evil path giants tore through the forbidden future mirror and fled, a big hole was opened in the golden network of the space shrouded in the Hanging Sword Division.

The disciples of the four evil sects who were suppressed by the Hanging Sword Division and the Righteous Path receded like a tide, far away from the mountains.

The people of the Hanging Sword Division followed Jun Huaixu's order to "pursue three hundred miles" and went out to attack the evil sect, and each of them joined forces to hunt down the lonely evil way.

Han Feng held the Cold Moon Treasure Knife in his hand, and alone pursued a group of Gu Capital disciples into the deep mountains and jungles, coldly looking at the high and low bushes around, observing the footprints left by the Gu Capital people.

"How did these people get here and disappear without a trace?"

Han Feng was puzzled when a large net shrouded from above the trees, and the colorful poisonous gas nearby spread in an instant.

On the way to escape, these disciples of the Dajiang Gang and Gu Du even set up an ambush trap!

Han Feng jumped in the air to avoid the fishing net, and another large net covered it.

It's still a serial set......

There is no way to avoid it, Han Feng's "Sword Hexagram in the Snow" made a move, and the wind and snow sword qi used the sharpness of the Cold Moon Treasure Knife to break through the unique fishing net of the Dajiang Gang, and the scattered energy attacked the Dajiang Gang and the Gu Capital disciples who poured out nearby at the same time.

There were nearly a hundred people from the Dajiang Gang who were wearing short shirts and strong suits, and Wu Yangyang, a Gu poison disciple who was dressed secretly, panicked when Han Feng's sword qi attacked.

Han Feng took the opportunity to land and stood in the middle of the group of people from the evil sect, holding his breath and concentrating, trying not to inhale the poisonous gas nearby.

A sturdy figure suddenly sprang out of the crowd, went into battle shirtless, and punched Han Feng in the head.

Han Feng felt that this person's fist was full of fierce and surging true qi, and he didn't want to collide with it, so he leaned back and slashed at this person's left waist with a horizontal knife.

The strong man slipped like a swimming fish in front of Han Feng's sword momentum, turned around and retreated, standing beside the other two evil sect members.

One was also dressed in a short shirt, and the other was wearing the black cloak that was Gu Du's signature.

Han Feng looked at these three people with cold eyes, the guy who had just started his hands was a true qi with one hand, and he could have seven-grade cultivation with his fists and feet, and he was obviously a figure like the deputy hall master of the Dajiang Gang.

And the other two, one is introverted, I'm afraid he is a sixth-grade hall master, and the other must be at least a seventh-grade character.

These guys don't feel safe to run for their lives...... It is really bold to have the audacity to set a trap.

"Brother Sun, is this Han Feng really as valued by the Hanging Sword Division as you said?"

The man in the short shirt who didn't make a move just now asked coldly.

The Gu poison man under the black cloak smiled coldly:

"Master Jiao, don't worry, according to the information that our Gu Capital has collected for so long, this Han Feng has been fanatically pursued within the Hanging Sword Division since the Battle of Yanhua City, and there is a faint image of a new star in the future of the Hanging Sword Division.

The failure of the four factions to join forces to attack the Hanging Sword Division this time must be regretful from top to bottom, and if we can capture such an important person from the Hanging Sword Division at this time, we will definitely be rewarded by the sect. ”

The cults understood, and Han Feng also understood, these guys wanted to be the heroes of the stop-loss, but they regarded themselves as soft persimmons.

That's a bit annoying......

"Hey, don't you know that Uncle Ben is the head of the Hanging Sword Division [Fengyun Dou]?

The Hall Master was startled and looked at the cloaked man.

The cloaked man's voice was gloomy and compassionate, and he said in a low voice: "Master Jiao, don't worry, we have already investigated, although the status of this Han Zhijian is not low, but its essence is also an eight-rank cultivation, our two seventh-grade martial artists here plus you, a sixth-grade master, have nearly a hundred disciples, isn't it a matter of being able to quickly take him down?"

Han Feng had inhaled a lot of poisonous gas just now, although he had the ability to protect his body and practice martial arts, he had no toxin resistance, and he was already a little dizzy, so he ran the "Zixia Cheats" and began to detoxify it, and said coldly:

"You can come and try it, if you can catch it today, my Han Feng's name will be written upside down!"

Speaking of which, he has been an undercover Gu for a period of time, his identity is that he is the sword of the Hanging Sword Division, and his essence is the master of the Heavenly Court of Grass Creation...... On the issue of names...... The name of the third surname slave seems to be a little impossible to get rid of......

The two evil Dao disciples nearby were also worried that the troops who had come from the Hanging Sword Division would find out about the battle here and come to besiege them tightly.

The harpoon cooperates with the Gu worm, and the scene is a little witty.

It's just that the cold glow on the top of the harpoon and the poison exuded by the Gu worm are inevitably terrifying.

"Ahh

A disciple of the Dajiang Gang who had accumulated his anger in the battle of the Hanging Sword Division held a steel fork in his hand and aimed it at Han Feng's throat.

Unexpectedly, Han Feng didn't even flash at all, and the steel fork hitting Han Feng's neck was only like hitting the steel plate, and he almost rubbed out the sparks.

Unscathed, Han Feng raised his left hand and grabbed the top of the steel fork, shaking the Dajiang Gang disciple in front of him.

The man and the fork were thrown like a meteor hammer by Han Feng, and the disciples of the two factions near it were unable to get close at all.

Han Feng laughed loudly: "A group of rabble still want to sneak attack me, I just don't know what to call and I don't know whether to live or die." ”

"Oh?

The deputy hall master of the Dajiang Gang who shot just now raised his palm and slapped it again.

Han Feng no longer dodged this time, but directly smashed the Dajiang Gang disciple towards the man in a strong suit.

This man didn't estimate the friendship of his fellow disciples at all, and punched the disciples of the Dajiang Gang who flew over, causing him to fly to the ground, and there seemed to be a faint sound of a broken spine in the process.

Han Feng didn't have the slightest doubt about this guy's ruthlessness, and the palm in his hand turned into luck, and he slapped the person who came.

Purple petals intertwined with turquoise blue waves, swept by strong winds!

Han Feng's whole body flew out of the ten zhang, knocked down the five Gu Du disciples, stood up and moved his muscles and bones, unscathed.

And the man in the power suit took three steps back, wiped the corners of his mouth, and actually shed red blood.

In terms of palm power, there may still be a gap between Han Feng and this person, but it is definitely not a problem to beat him with internal injuries through the "Son of Heaven Wangqi Technique".

In terms of defense, it is not easy for Han Feng, who is responsible for the celebration of "Extreme Fortitude", to get injured.

"Cut, listen to your tone one by one, and you don't have any ability. ”

Han Feng smiled disdainfully.

Finally, Jiao Tang took the initiative, and a surge of riotous energy swept through the air.

"How about trying my trick then?"

The six-grade qi wave hit Han Feng, and Han Feng raised his palm to crack it with the "Son of Heaven Wangqi Technique", but the gap between the two grades was still too large, and Han Feng's hands were sore.

"How's that? My kung fu is better than your Hanging Sword Division?"

Hall Master Jiao sneered twice and walked towards Han Feng.

Han Feng sat down directly at this time.

"No, you can compare it with me, forget it, compare with the Hanging Sword Division...... It's a difference between cloud and mud. ”

"Hahahaha, you've lost the will to resist while sitting on the ground, and you're still stiff-mouthed, it's funny!"

The powerful man of the Great River Gang scoffed.

"Losing the will to resist...... Are you sure?"

Han Feng's expression was strange.

The mist grew behind Han Feng, and out of the gray mist came a smiling young man in a spring shirt, who held a knife with a silver swallow, black shark skin sheath, and seven brilliant jade.

This knife is called the Jasper Knife.